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I
wish I was a bird so I could fly forever,
Where
the skies are the only limit,
Where
I can breathe the fresh winds,
And
savor the soft, mellow clouds,
That
will carry me on and on and on.
Here
I only taste the saltiness of the blue,
Why
settle, when I can have the sweet?
My
flight is limited, the ocean level ends!
These
gills are scars that have hindered.
As
I make my approach to the sky,
The
winds swiftly harm my being,
Take
me out of the air, I can’t breathe.
-Erick Flores
nice...cool pic to go with your words...i always wanted to fly...and watched the flying fish from the deck of the last ship we took...i wonder if all seek to step out of their element at times...
ReplyDeleteHello Brian. Thank you for visiting my poetry blog. Yes, I believe at some point we all ponder that.
ReplyDeleteErick Flores
Thank-you for visiting my blog so I could find yours. Beautiful talent here. I love the way you turn words into pictures of art. Keep writing!
ReplyDeleteJanet,
ReplyDeleteOnce again, thank you for your comments! Keep them coming, please. It means a lot to hear from you, on the count that I admire your poetry as well. Thank you!
Erick Flores
If only...
ReplyDeleteA fine expression of a heart-felt wish I've often shared.
i enjoyed it. desire is powerful. reality too. you open with a seductively ancient wish.
ReplyDelete@Dave, thank you sir for sharing your thoughts!
ReplyDelete@Ed Pilolla, thank you for visiting my poetry blog. Also, thank you for your insightful comment.
Erick Flores
I think we all have this wish to fly and soar free ~
ReplyDeleteNice to meet you ~
Hello @Heaven,
ReplyDeleteindeed! Nice to meet you as well.
Erick Flores